Why is it so difficult to face the reality that we will age and die?
Why must we avoid a direct confrontation with our fear?
When we say “I am afraid of what will happen,” what do we really mean?
Do we ever say, “I am afraid at this very moment because I know something I do not want to know”?
Could our fear actually be an incomplete kind of knowledge, fearful only because we are unwilling to accept it fully?
Tarthang Tulku Rinpoche
Knowledge of Freedom